This is only my second rhyme post on here and my third rap of n e kind ever...i already posted it but no one gave me feedback cuz no one looked at it, proll cuz of da old thread title...n e ways..get at me


i jus told sum gurl on msn "dat aint a spellin error, it's a typo/
and if ya keep pissin me off, i'ma release da psycho"/

i'ma cage a clip of bullets, then let one go/
u'll wonder how u died but sure as hell ya wont know/

cuz u'll move on to another place, it may be good or bad/
but either way, ur gone, so, bitch, u should be glad/

cuz if ya woulda stayed around here, i woulda beat ur ass/
my yard woulda been stained wit ur blood on my grass/

the cops woulda pulled up, then chased afta me/
i'da told em they were pigs, matter-a-factually/

i'd stab one in the throat, head-butt one in the nose/
say "y's it ur business whut i do ta my hoes?"/

i'd flee da scene, and go back for da dirty whore/
when i get there, i'd act nice, and knock on the door/

she would get there, all bloody and battered/
pants off, still cryin, wit her shirt all tattered/

she'd start 2 sob again, i'd try 2 stop her quick/
i'd squeeze the trigger, and all i'd hear is a click/

i'd had the safety on, gotta turn it off fast/
quicker i do that shit, then the quicker the blast/

she'd get up, i'd knock her down, she'd land on her hip/
i'd bring my size 14 up, and stomp on her lip/

she'd look in my eyes, and she'd beg for mercy/
she'd say "this shit aint funny, it really hurts me/

i'd say "ain't sposed ta be funny, this shit aint a joke/
shove my gun back her throat til she started ta choke/

she'd puke everything up, all over da place/
i'd shove her face ta the floor til she got a good taste/

i'd be pretty sure she was dead, cuz her body wouldnt be movin/
then her eyes would open, couldn't stand the fact she was losin/

she'd cry and say "i can't forgive u, look at whut u did ta me"/
so i'd empty my 9 milli and put her outta her misery/

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